“I’m scared.” Grazing his touch up my arm, he brings my gold fingertips to his lips. “Lucky for you I’m very acquainted with helping people cope with their fears. Relax, dearest. Trust me.” Intentionally, I force my limbs to ease and my body to settle. “Good girl.” He cups my palm to his mouth, kisses. “Focus on me. Are you upset? You like to be upset with me.” “No, I’m not upset with you.” He kisses my wrist.
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